was smiling happily in his heart, and suddenly saw Shen Weizhen glaring at him vaguely, so he immediately restrained his expression, and returned the salute dignifiedly: "I came out in a hurry, and I didn't bring a gift to Sister Zhen." ”

As he spoke, he took off the jade pendant hanging on his body and handed it to Shen Weizhen with both hands: "I hope that Sister Zhen will not dislike it." ”

The jade pendant is a fine Hetian jade, and a vermilion tassel is hung underneath. After all, it is a person with status, and the jade pendant is naturally not a vulgar thing, and it is needless to say that it is precious. But the close-fitting jade pendant is a personal item, so it can be used as a gift for her like this?

Shen Weizhen didn't know what he thought, but the Empress Dowager Shen on the main seat had no intention of objecting, so she could only follow him, take the jade pendant and say, "Thank you, the prince." ”

The Queen Mother smiled on the side: "When did Bo An become so polite, why don't you know the mourning family?" ”

Su Poan smiled and said, "Imperial Aunt, you blame me for this, I have always been so polite." ”

"Poor mouth! It's been a long time since I've seen Bo'an, and they've grown so big. Empress Dowager Shen asked Su Bo'an to sit next to Shen Weizhen and watched the two of them talk with a smile.

Sister Zhen stretched out her hand. With a hint of a smile on the corner of his lips, Su Bo'an looked at Shen Weizhen with this handsome and extraordinary face.

Shen Weizhen didn't know what he was going to do, even if he was born well and looked better when he smiled, he always felt that he was a little ill-intentioned with a bad smile. But Empress Dowager Shen was by her side, so it was impossible to warn him openly, and it was not easy to refuse him.

I had to look up at him shyly and timidly, "What's the matter, Shizi?" ”

"Sister Zhen just stretches out her hand." Su Boan still smiled at her and didn't say anything.

Shen Weizhen felt that if it weren't for Empress Dowager Shen on the side, she would definitely have to move her mouth, why would she just say no? What a mystery to play her, something wrong!

Shen Weizhen looked at him with warning in his eyes, but he still slowly stretched out his hand in front of Su Bo'an.

The slender hand slowly bloomed in front of him, white and tender like a fine mutton fat jade, without a trace of flaw. The shallot-like fingers stretched out, and the nails were crystal clear. Hao carried a precious blood jade bracelet on his wrist, and the dark red color made this jade hand more and more white and flawless.

Looking further up was the light pink sleeve, and Su Poan stopped his gaze.

Even in the most difficult time of the Shen Mansion, Shen Weizhen still had maids who followed her, but she couldn't eat and dress well, and her hands had never worked, plus she had been using the best things on her since she was brought back by the Queen Mother, her skin became more and more delicate and white.

Su Bo'an was a little stunned and looked at the jade hand in front of him, the stinky girl's hand was so beautiful. Immediately, he grabbed Shen Weizhen's hand with a normal look.

Shen Weizhen's hand was soft and boneless, smooth and white, and it was indescribably comfortable to hold in his hand, Su Boan was stunned again, and couldn't help the idea of kneading and playing with this hand in his heart.

Hahahaha, I finally pulled the little hand of the beauty, it feels so good! Su Poan smiled proudly.

Can the girl's hand be touched casually! Shen Weizhen was frightened by his sudden outstretched hand, his hand was slightly cold, and he suddenly held her warm hand, which made her want to shiver for a moment.

Seeing him holding her hand, and about to withdraw his hand and slap him by the way, Su Poan spoke again.

"Sister Zhen, I'll write your name to you, and I'll show you what words it is." Su Bo'an said and turned Shen Weizhen's hand over, one hand was half holding and half pulling, and the other hand was half clenched into a fist and wrote his name on the palm of her white and tender hand.

Shen Weizhen endured the idea of pulling out his hand and asked him to write, thinking about how to settle accounts with him for a while.